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Realistic or Modern The Price of Freedom

My eyes narrowed as I saw Julia try to attack me. I reacted quickly grabbing the hand she had been trying to stab me with and force it behind her back, making her drop her shiv. Then I put my arm around her neck. "It's not nice to attack a psychopath Julia, now.. Would you like me to free you from my grasp?" I'd had her in a choke hold and was able at this point to both break her arm and kill her.
 
Life is prison was boring. Granted i have only been here for 2 years. I really didn't seen how i could survive my whole life in a place as dull and boring as this place. I missed my stuff animals and pretty pink room. Not to mention the color of the occasional orange jumpsuit made my hand itch to start another fire. I groan and stand up from the floor, looking around. I am supposed to be getting deported to another jail today. Alas, Shade promise me she would not let me to to a dreaded place like that. And i trust her. I start leaving the cell room, heading over to where Shade told me to meet her. I play with the bottom of my shirt as my eyes darted back and forth. As i'm walking down the halls and run straight into Phantom. The man was tall and scary and he always made me uneasy. My eye double in size as a opened my mouth to speak. I quickly closed it however, not wanting to cause trouble. He was probably just heading towards his cell. Now that i think about it, i think he is one of the criminals being deported today as well. My nervous eyes scanned him up and down, only to see a slight bulge in his pant. Well gosh darn, either he's sneaking crap around or he saw a pretty guard. I quickly divert my eyes, my face burning from embarrassment.


"Im sorry sir." I mumbled under my breath before darting around him, heading towards the group. As i reached them i bit my lip, looking at them all uneasy. Cupid attack me the first day i was hear, going on about making my heart cute. I made my way over to shade, standing behind her and peaking my head out out the group. I'm not much one for interaction. Right then Julia walked over, attack Shade. I quickly took a few steps back, making sure to avoid getting caught in the middle. I will never get used to prison fights.
 
The look in my eyes was one of danger and excitement. My heart was pumping, I was sure through the stillness of our surroundings my friends could hear it as it beat rapidly in my chest. That was when I saw Baby Doll for the first time this morning.. Another friend and the arsonist of the group. She probably got off on the flames, while had I been watching as she worked, the screams of the people she killed would have been my fun moment.


I wondered if she could recognize the look in my eyes as if I were her and about to start a fire.


(You don't actually have to acknowledge the last sentence dear it was just something that popped into my head)
 
Julia silently cursed when her plan failed and she was put in a choke hold. Trying to muster enough energy to say something, she choked out "Fuck...you.." as her face turned an ugly shade of blue.


Cupid stared blankly at Julia as Shade put her in a choke hold. What a stupid move, everyone knows not to mess with Shade. Shaking her head in disapproval, she simply grabbed the shiv she dropped when and tucked it in her pocket. They had no guarantee Phantom's plan would work, it's always good to have a back up.


Cupid glanced over at Baby Doll when she scurried around Julia and Shade, leading her to bump into her. Seeing her nervous look, she pat the girl's arm reassuringly, "Aw, don't worry girlie, she'll be dead soon."
 
"Oh come on. Say it. You know you want to.."I said taunting the girl. I wanted her to tell me to let her go. That would make all of this end. A simple fuck you was fun, however it didn't have the same ring to it. Maybe that's why I had friends why I hadn't killed them. They never told me to let go. I waited and waited as she struggled just so I could hear the words. I was enjoying this and every part of me always would.Q
 
Julia gave up when she started seeing stars in front of her eyes. She knew she had to swallow her pride, or she'd end up dead. Grimacing, she wheezed out a weak "Let. Me. Go.". She could almost taste the disgust she felt for succumbing to this bitch.
 
I smiled and evil grin.. "the price of freedom... is death.." I said then snapped her neck. I dropped her then stared at her body smiling as I tilted my head at her. "A lifeless body is a work of art.. quiet.. still.. it's a movie to me to watch the last bit of life leave. Julia was no exception." I said to my friends..
 
Cupid nodded at Shade's description of death, walking up to the corpse to admire it. "It looks awfully still. Undisturbed. Cupid doesn't like that. A piece of art isn't complete unless she's decorated." She cooed, pulling out the shiv she'd grabbed and kneeling next to her. As she stared at Julia, she remembered the other corpses she'd decorated, the beautiful hearts carved to perfection. "Cupid doesn't have her art supplies, but she can make do." She said, looking up excitedly at Shade.
 
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(Waiting for the others to react then it's time to go to the bus loading station thingy)
 
(That's ok you weren't gone too long. Uh let's see dark elfling gave shade an npc to kill that just happened a few others joined us and were about to go to the bus loading dock thing. Now you're all caught up)
 
I watched shade kill julia unsurprisingly. I couldn't have seen that happening everyone knew shade was crazy but that girl is crazier for attacking her. I sighed thankful that i wasn't on the floor dead hopefully i can get some action sounds fun. I haven't killed someone in awhile and haven't been to crazy for blood since then but now after seeing what shade had done the urge has come back. I sighed again this was not like me im calm and collective not crazed for blood but i cant help it. as i came out of the cafeteria i realized it was almost time tk het on the bus time for some fun.
 
I return to my cell and pull the bed sheet off the mattress and cover the bars with it. I pull the bag out and load the syringes so they could be ready at a moments notice, I fill a third just in case and put it with the others. I look at the phone and use a piece of tape to see where the finger prints are so I could have a go at getting into it, however to my surprise it has no password protection. I scroll through the internet before checking to see if the money I had stolen was still in the fake accounts which thankfully it was. I get up to speed with what's happening in the world and all the new styles so I wont stick out on the outside.
 
(We're waitin on one person so she doesn't fall behind )
 
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Cupid dragged Julia's body back to her cell, locking the door behind her. She hummed happily as she carved little decorations onto Julia's heart. The task of cutting the heart out took up a lot of her time since the shiv didn't cut very deep so she didn't carve anything too fancy since she didn't have much time before a guard found them but she did have enough time to cut a simple shape of a heart with an arrow going through it, which was her signature, and little swirls around it.


Pleased with her work, Cupid placed the heart back in as a final present to the guards. She figured that by the time they found the body in her cell, she'd be long gone. Placing the body onto the bed, she covered it with a blanket and slipped out of the cell to rejoin Shade.
 
I turned my focus onto Cupid. She was going on about the girl being dead soon. It was fascinating how people could like death so much. Although, with that look in Shades I figure it's the same feeling i get when watching things burn. I took another step back as a watched Cupid dragged the now dead girl to her cell block. I stayed quiet. I learned a long time ago if i wanted to survive it was best not to talk.


I looked over at Shade, eyeing the clock. I licked my lips and looked around the place, anxious to leave this hell hole. I'm not entirely sure what Shade had planned, but she promised to keep me save.


"Uh. Shade. What time are we leaving again?" I hesitantly ask, my fingers twitching from wanting to burning this prison to the ground. Although i know there was next to no fire planned for today.


 
((The next time i take a while to reply, anyone can tag me. Sometimes i don't get notifications without being tagged))
 
(When I'm home absolutely dear just didn't want to seem like a bother but when it came down to either leaving you behind or bothering you I'd rather bother you. That doesn't sound right but I'm sure you know what I mean.)


I smiled as Cupid dragged the body away. Hmm at least there was no clean up and she could get her frustrations out. I looked at Baby Doll and then my watch. I would have said we're leaving now however some guards hauled me away to put me in chains for the trip..


(Speaking of tagging could someone tag Veirrianna valentine? So she knows we're going to the bus. Can't do so on my phone.)
 
No rresistance iw the best way to go. I looked back on the prison it was like a home away from home. As they dragged me to the bus i amiled knowing i was getting out knowing i would be able to live a decently normal life. One of the guards stopped to punch me in the stumach. "No smiling" he said in a monotone voice. If i ever came back here he would be the first to die.


@Veirrianna Valentine
 
Oh. So. Now. I make my way back to my cell, awaiting for guards to come and chain me up. Due to me not being a murderer intentionally, i only get the standard ankle and wrist change, where as Shade would get a lot more. I sit on my bed, looking at the now barren room for they already came and packed my stuff. It was in a box in the back on the bus now. Sadly i wont being getting my personal belonging until about a week after i've been in the new prison.


When the guards came in a gently rose, holding out my wrist for them to cuff. They were a tad harsh, tightening the cuffs so they rubbed against my thin wrist. I gave a small pout, just looking away from the guard as he sneered in my direction.


"Even after all this time you're still a pretty little thing Shiroshi." The perverted guard chuckled. I simply just rolled my eyes as he guided me out of the prison and towards the bus.


@Veirrianna Valentine (I was told to tag you darlin)
 
Cupid hummed cheerfully as she wandered down the corridor, knowing the guards were looking for her. Remembering the extreme security measures they usually take, she disposed of her shiv in another prisoner's cell.


"Hey, you!" She heard one of the guards call out. "Time to get on the bus, freak."


Not reacting to the nickname, she simply held her wrists out for the handcuffs. "Well, then take me away officer!" She said, not expecting what happened next. Him and another guard grabbed her wrists and yanked them into a straight jacket. "Officer? Have I done something wrong?"


"An inmate has gone missing in your wing. The security for all high risk inmates in this area has been increased. You'll understand why we're most suspicious of you." He said sarcastically, glaring at her. "Go."


As the guard shoved her forward, likely in hopes she'd fall due to her balance being thrown off by the jacket, she walked forward with ease. It wasn't the first time she was in one of these, but hopefully it would be the last. "Of course, officer, I understand completely." She said sweetly, not wanting to cause any trouble if she was already under suspicion.
 
Well I'd hoped they were taking me straight to the bus. Instead they shackled me, beat me, and started yelling at me. The one had seen me kill Julia. Lucky for me he made no mention of Cupid or the others. Whom I would have fought for in an instant. But me I wouldn't fight for. There was no point. I was either going to be free today or I would die. "Beating me with chains on. Are you so weak and afraid of me that you can't leave the chains off " I said spitting out some blood. "Sure. I killed her. I give you my full confession. The girl was nothing but a low life. A criminal just like me. I feel no remorse. For soon I'll be joining her in hell.. Can I go now? I'd like to eat subway sometime today.." I said smiling after standing myself up. I would have wiped the blood off my face but I was still in chains.
 
"That's the toughie? The 'Jane Doe' that pulled that bank job and beat the three guards faces in with some old man's cane before beating the old codger's face in too?" chortled one of the guards preparing to escort Rialla and suddenly sobering up a bit, "Granted she took down a few officers too. Rumoured she tore one's throat out with her teeth so stay lively."


She wasn't surprised, no one ever expected her to be trouble. She generally dressed decently, and her size and stature put her on the list of people that were decidedly not fearsome or scare. Not that that stopped her from deciding to be when needed. If anything she used people's preconceived ed notions about her to her advantage, playing on the weak and defenseless assumption until it no longer served its purpose. Pulled from her thoughts, Rialla winced as the back of the polis van opened and light flooded in, revealing a van parked, and what looked to be a couple inmates already preparing to be loaded in.


"Alright boys, check that mask we've got on her, and check her restraints too. I know she doesn't look it, but I was warned to be extra careful with this one."


Narrowing her eyes in displeasure, the men came uncomfortably close to her as they checked her chains and bindings, ensuring that none of it would be easily removed. Once finished the guards backed off, two of them grabbing hooked poles to attach to the lowest part of the mask, essentially leasing and collaring Rialla, while the other two lifted and levelled older variants of the M4 carbines at her.


"Quick and easy, shuffle on out Jane Doe. You're just gonna hop on in and we'll be on our way."


Nodding and grunting assent in the best 'mmhmm' she could muster from under the oppressive muzzle, Rialla shuffled her way onto the offloading ramp and onto the pavement, doing her best to clear the space between her and the bus as possible. It wasn't until she was about two metres away that the poles were pulled taut and the guards ordered her to stop as a prison officer walked over.


"We're gonna have you lot load 'er up last. We've got individual cells up there at the front, but's protocol to load those ones up last, fillin' 'er up front'ta'back and such, y'know?"


Briefly Rialla wished she was free if only to shut up the obnoxious southern twang of the officer, but settled for getting herself as comfortably situated as possible since she'd be standing for a bit.
 
The guards beat me some more and I laid on the ground trying as best I could to cover my head with the shackles on. Then they forced me up and towards the bus. I felt like crap. But that didn't matter when I saw someone who'd looked like they were being taken to the pound like a pit bull. I grimaced a bit when they pushed my back. Had they not beaten me I'd probably look like that too. "Keep touchin me mother fucker. And you're going to wish I looked like her.." I said to the guard. "Names Tracy. Well talk on the bus my friend."
 
As the gaurds were walking me to the bus i could feel a tension between them. I looked up and soon regretted as the gaurd on my left pulled his gun out and shot the other in the head. He looked ar me and smiled crazily. "I really hayed that guy i just needed a reason to kill him" he said dropping his gun. He walked to me and punched me in the face a couple of times. "He really shouldn't have beat you up its against the rules" he said still smiling. He grabbed my arm and started dragging me to the bus again leaving his dead comrade on the floor behind.
 
Jack sat calmly in the padded cell, whistling at the top of his lungs. He had had a good run, but it wasnt over yet for the Grill. He made an agreement with another inmate he was going to be transported with nicknamed Shadow. He respected her for the fact that she had killed almost as many people than him.


He turned his neck as he heard the cells door squeal open and three uniformed appeared. Two of them entered, but the last one stayed at the door, M4 carbine trained on him.


"Shut the hell up, Pyro, or the whole fuckin' ward's gonna go deaf." Said one of the guards, who made him stand up and slipped a straight jacket on him.


"Larry, John! How nice of you two to come and see me. It gets rather lonely here, you know. What a beautiful sweater you've brought me! Did you knit it yourselves? What nice fellows you are, really." He said with a diabolical grin as if he knew the two men. "Where are we going? Oh wait, let me guess: you're going to set me free, aren't you?"


"Oh yeah, in your dreams, Grill. You know perfectly well were you are going, now shut the fuck up." Said the guard that was holding some kind of iron mask in his hands.


"It was worth a try, boys." Jack said, still grinning, as the guard placed the mask violently on his face and tightened the straps.


"Okay, lets move out." The guard at the door moved as the two men in blue pushed Jack forward and out of his cell.


"Roadtrip time, Pyro!" Said a convict that was grabbing the bars from his cell.


"Have fun with your father in hell!" Yelled another.


"Oh thank you, thank you all!" Jack said as best he could "I wish you all a pleasant rest of your life!" With that, one of the guards jabbed him with the muzzle of the carbine and they continued forward.


He could see how they all looked at him. To them, the guards and the convicts, he was a monster. He had killed a lot of people, children included. The guards displayed a mocking salute as he passed them, and he returnet it with a smile.


For being 19, Jack was big. He stood at about six feet, and did have a fair amount of muscle on him. He looked rather intimidating in a straight jacket and wearing an iron mask. This was a security measure because he once bit a guard on the neck and killed him. The prison didnt want to take any risks.


He passed the wardens office, and he just smiled. He honestly thought Jack was going to die. Oh how wrong he was.


As they exited the building and neared the bus stop, Jack saw something he did not really appreciate. Guards were hitting a woman. A convict, but still a woman. He supposd that that woman was Shadow.


"Now, now boys. Dont you think its a little rude to hit a lady...?" He managed to say before the guard with the gun on him hit him with the stock of the weapon on the back of the head, making him fall.


"Did we not tell you to shut the hell up? Get your ass up and put a lock on it, or I'll rip out your tongue!"


Jack grimaced as he got up with some effort and continued towards the bus, the continuous muzzle jabbing moving him.


After a few paces, they got him into the bus and sat him down. Before they left, they knocked on the drivers screen.


"Dont take that pyromaniacs mask off, or hes capable of biting your neck off and roastin' marshmallows on your burning body." The guard that had hit him said. The driver laughedmand gave him a thumbs up.


Jack leaned on te backrest, trying not to think about his throbbing head.


"Oh what a joyful ride this is going to be." He said through the mask.
 
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